Its Imperishable Bloom Prevails

of what we need to know of it / we know it was a living thing / we know too that
it exists fragrance-free / in amongst a multiplicity of many other things / its invented 
form – its shape stationed here / flaring singular in its perennial bloom / its endearing
complexity peacefully prevails / but who shall articulate its final line / of the poets
among us, who will let slip a vocabulary suggestive of its outward exposition